Lawrence S. Pertillar
A Selling Of Souls - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
A drought of meaningful thoughts,
Has brought upon a prolong dry spell.
With a withering away of recious relationships,
Meant to keep strengthened by honesty intended.
But a greeding fed and its decrease,
Has left those materialistic...
Feeling hopeless, unworthy and self defeated.
A selling of souls occurred to impress.
And has done this effectively.
A repossessed reality popularized by bling,
Left many people mentally drained.
And minds depleted of a consciousness,
No longer remained the same.
Brains became lame!
Those serious and still equipped,
To express empathetic sentiments to others...
Are among the few who still view life with a basic outlook.
With kept faith and strong beliefs tested to keep.
Yet hypocrites sitting on wicked fences,
Allow themselves to grieve and weep while greeting...
Deceptions to receive with a dangling of promises,
That a staying on knees will reward the doers with relief.
A selling of souls sold to impress,
Has done this effectively to further suppress...
Leaving minds depleted of a consciousness.
Left to grieve but yet still seeking,
A fictitious life to life complete without obstacles.
Or a truth to face to ever address a fate that awaits.
'A living of a lie will continue to be denied,
As long as that lie lived is concealed and not revealed.
Or faced to be replaced by the overwhelming evidence of truth.
To leave those believing they hide.
Although a selling of souls eventually show them to be tarnished.
Golden once sold they will never return to be.'
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